Taylor took the bait, snickering while she wiped her cheeks with the back on her hand. “Hot, asshole bounty hunters.”
“So, what happens now?”
“Trent is set to meet with Dante and give back the money. He worked something out.” Taylor stared down at her feet and Kenzie got the feeling she was leaving something out. “And then as payback with Dante, I agreed to help Trent get Drew.”
“Probably should have just skipped the whole Dante thing and talked to Trent in the first place, huh?” Kenzie smirked, reminding her friend of the original idea was hers first. This conversation had to stay light.
“Yeah, should have listened to you in the first place.” Taylor smiled. “You just love being right, don’t ya? Get to say, I told ya so.”
“I never said it.”
“But you want to.”
Kenzie shrugged trying not to smile. She pursed her lips together.
“Oh, just fucking say it and get it over with, I know you’re dying to.” Taylor shook her head grinning.
“Told ya so.”
****
Bogs lifted his head and glanced over his shoulder to the doorway. When they had left Trent’s bedroom, the girls were embraced in a hug with Taylor crying. Now the sound of laughing putting him at ease. Not fully but it was better than jacked up the way he had been. All that shit Taylor said, and the way Kenzie looked at him had him wanting to crawl the walls. He needed to talk with her alone, no distraction. He had no idea where her mind was at after what just happened.
They sat in the living room not uttering a word while the girls talked. The sound of them laughing seemed to ease the tension in the room, slightly. They were still fucked. With Taylor having knowledge of what they did, and now Kenzie, it was not good. Trent got up from the chair he was sitting in and walked to the kitchen.
“Beers?”
One by one they all said yes but remained quiet until they were passed out.
“So, what the fuck happened, Trent? How did she overhear anything?”
Trent sighed then took a swig of his beer before answering. “We were talking about Jonah.”
Nothing more was necessary but he continued. “Haven’t seen him in a while and when you mentioned staying there, I reached out.” Trent stopped as if he was remembering. In the silence, they were all remembering, even Bogs.
“Anyway, she overheard Declan and I talking afterward. She’s crazy but she’s not dumb, she put it all together.” He licked his lips. “I’m sorry about that.”
“How do we know she won’t talk?”
“She won’t,” Evie said, with a confidence that had Bogs wondering how she could be so sure. Bogs watched the smallexchange between Trent and Declan who had his arm wrapped around his wife. Trent nodded. “She won’t say anything.”
“Yeah, well she’s already said enough,” Stone said, and Bogs could feel his stare weighing on him. “What are we gonna do?”
Bogs opened his mouth but caught himself as footsteps padded down the hall slowly. Everyone’s attention was on Kenzie as she came through the doorway. She stood at the edge of the staircase with her hands clasped in front of her. She didn’t even look at him.
“Taylor told me about tomorrow with Dante. Does that mean I can go home?”
Bogs watched her, she refused to look at him. She focused intently on Trent. His face softened. “Yeah, by tomorrow night, everything should be completely squared away.”
“Okay,” She nodded, still refusing to make eye contact, and it was killing him. “And you’ll let Taylor call me, let me know she’s okay.”
“Of course.” Trent sighed. “Kenzie, about the other…”
She held up her hand. “I’m not going to say anything to anyone, I promise.” She shifted in place and looked down at the floor. “Even if you won’t help me, I won’t be the reason you can’t help other people.”
Bogs shook his head. “It’s not that we don’t want to, Kenzie.”
Her head jerked up and her face tightened. She glanced over at Bogs with a fire in her eyes. “I understand, you all made it clear in the bedroom.” Her chest rose rapidly and he could see her trying to batten down her anger and obvious hurt. “Harris got four years. Justice was served. He did his time, all should be forgiven.”
